buildings with a hundred floors, spinning 'round revolving doors.
baby i don't know where they'll take me.
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Let's break away.
Wednesday, June 11, 2008 // 23:29
Heart’s hurting Head’s bursting Hope I’m nt dying Turning into nothing.
Never been so weak, Future seems so bleak. I can’t see the way out, Yet sitting here I pout.
Stuck within my fears, Praying hard in tears. Hoping Heaven will grant me, What actually? Time? For as long as can be? -_-
What are the reasons I live for, Beloved family or close friends? Or simply the many things I adore? But yet I am feeling weird like this, Depressed and weak, mixed feelings.. And looking up at Heaven, I get so pissed?
Is it bcos I wanted a longer time, To enjoy the morning sunshine? Or more important than anything, Not to leave everything, And to carry on living?
You may b thinking I’m crazy, Or bored out of my mind. That’s why I’m writing, All these crap you may find.
But when you experience the same thing, You will be the one crying. And you will not deem all these said, As the “stupidest thing” you've ever read.
Wednesday, June 11, 2008 // 23:29
Heart’s hurting Head’s bursting Hope I’m nt dying Turning into nothing.
Never been so weak, Future seems so bleak. I can’t see the way out, Yet sitting here I pout.
Stuck within my fears, Praying hard in tears. Hoping Heaven will grant me, What actually? Time? For as long as can be? -_-
What are the reasons I live for, Beloved family or close friends? Or simply the many things I adore? But yet I am feeling weird like this, Depressed and weak, mixed feelings.. And looking up at Heaven, I get so pissed?
Is it bcos I wanted a longer time, To enjoy the morning sunshine? Or more important than anything, Not to leave everything, And to carry on living?
You may b thinking I’m crazy, Or bored out of my mind. That’s why I’m writing, All these crap you may find.
But when you experience the same thing, You will be the one crying. And you will not deem all these said, As the “stupidest thing” you've ever read.
grew up in a small town,
and when the rain would fall down. i'd just stare out my window.
Hello.
dreaming of what could be,
and if i'll end up happy, i will pray.
wanna feel the warm breeze,
sleep under a palm tree, feel the rush of the ocean.
